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Sunday, November 28, 2010

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Oh, my God

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In case you may not feel the flow

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Save me, Neil

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america is not the world

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Saturday, September 11, 2010

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i live where there's no pain

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

where are we staying?

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have one on me

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Friday, July 30, 2010

"said you brought food didya?"

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I think we've been spotted

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Wednesday, July 28, 2010

The magician longs to see

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One chants out between two worlds

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Monday, July 26, 2010

forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you

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all things considered, it should be loud, 'cause if you don't hear what they say, the meaning might just slip away

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HELLO. I WAS WONDERING IF I MIGHT TROUBLE YOU FOR A CUP OF STRONG BLACK COFFEE AND IN THE PROCESS ENGAGE YOU WITH AN ANECDOTE OF NO SMALL AMUSEMENT.

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Monday, July 19, 2010

the prison guard owes me one.

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Sunday, July 11, 2010

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